Chapter 1133 Opinion

Chapter 1133 Opinion

Chapter 1133 Opinion
The autumn sun shines obliquely, and the saddle reflects tiny spots of light on the hillside.

The sound of drums rumbles and continues.

Amidst the withered and yellow grass and trees, a man in a red robe ran out at high speed, his bowstring rang continuously. The wild deer that was running away cried out mournfully and fell to the ground.

Fang Lun, the son-in-law of the emperor and the chancellor of the Western Garden, rode forward, reached out and grabbed the still bleeding deer, and laid it across the horse's back.

He looked at the emperor with some admiration.

He is 44 years old, but he is still so brave in riding a horse and shooting. His strength of muscles and bones is amazing.

Xu Xuan also caught up on horseback, but when he saw that the prey had been taken by Fang Lun, he slowed down his horse and stopped fighting for it.

Both of them were the emperor's son-in-law, but Fang Lun had the title of Prince Consort, while Xu Xuan did not.

However, he also had an assignment. He was the eighth-rank Jiafang Ling, in charge of an agency under the Military Equipment Inspectorate: Jiafang Office (specializing in the production of armor).

There is a subtle sense of competition between Fang and Xu, although their wives have a good relationship.

The red-robed knights gradually disappeared into the mountains and forests. Only the rapid sound of horse hooves and the slowly rising smoke and dust proved their existence.

The sound of rustling footsteps could be heard at the foot of the mountain. They were the soldiers from various places who were on their way to the battlefield.

The 4,800 soldiers of the Left and Right Flying Dragon Guards advanced from north to south, while the 4,800 soldiers of the Left and Right Jinwu Guards faced east to west.

Tens of thousands of people shouted in unison and marched forward with drums beating.

The wild animals panicked and ran around in all directions.

Suddenly, three wild boars, one big and two small, ran out and in panic, they crashed into the red-robed knight who suddenly appeared.

The bodyguards shouted loudly and rushed forward, arrows raining down.

The red-robed knight laughed loudly, and instead of retreating, he advanced. After rushing close, he quickly dismounted, holding a long axe, and chopped down.

The bodyguards rushed forward.

Some were wielding swords and guns, chopping, stabbing and stabbing; some were even bending down, grabbing the wild boar's legs and refusing to let go.

The three wild boars had never been treated so well before. After screaming miserably, they fell down heroically.

"Long live the emperor!" The soldiers nearby saw this and shouted.

"Long live the emperor!" The soldiers in the distance didn't understand what was going on, but after hearing their comrades shouting, they all stood on tiptoe, trying to see where the emperor was, while shouting with red faces and thick necks.

The red-robed knight became excited. He picked up the wild boar's head that was chopped off by someone unknown, placed it on the axe blade, jumped on his horse, and galloped away.

Wherever they passed, the cheers grew louder.

The palace soldiers couldn't help but stop and chase the red-robed knight, ignoring even the drums, gongs and flags.

The officers also smiled and didn't take it seriously.

The palace soldiers are of course strictly under command, but in front of the emperor, it is not impossible to slack off a little. After all, everyone grew up listening to the legends about him.

The red-robed knight turned his horse and headed towards an open space by the river.

He seemed to have magical powers. Wherever his figure went, he easily parted the sea of ​​soldiers and rushed through the crowd.

After it passed, the sea of ​​soldiers slowly closed up again and formed a strict formation again.

"Bang!" The wild boar's head was thrown to the riverside.

"Grandpa, don't scare me." Princess Xiangyang Shao Zhen took a few steps away and said coquettishly.

"I almost scared my dear girl." Shao Xun got off the horse and said with a smile, "Let your husband clean up. We have dinner."

Shao Zhen smiled shyly and whispered, "He always stays away from the kitchen."

"You don't even try to coax my daughter properly." Shao Xun pretended to change color and said jokingly.

Fang Lun, who had just approached on his horse, turned pale when he heard this.

Shao Zhen noticed it, rolled his eyes at Fang Lun, and then said, "Grandpa, my daughter doesn't like to eat this."

"Do you want me to roast it for you?" Shao Xun widened his eyes with a smile on his face.

After saying that, he waved his hand and said to Fang Lun, "Go and look after my fishing rods. Be smart."

"Yes." Fang Lun ran to the river bank as if he had been pardoned.

Shao Xun came to the tent and changed his clothes with the help of the palace maids. Then he dismissed the palace maids and guards and looked at Wang who was sitting idle in the tent. He said, "I told you not to come, but you insisted on coming."

Wang is going back.

A few months after coming to the Central Plains, Wang Feng kept writing letters, mentioning that Wang Que'er, the governor of the Shanyu Palace, had repeatedly entertained the generals of the Dai State. Wang was a little anxious, so she planned to go back.

Shao Xun also agreed, but he was still a little reluctant.

Wang Shi became more and more skilled and was able to provide emotional value, so much so that Shao Xun often asked her to sleep with him. Even when Wang Shi became pregnant and could not do anything, he still asked this woman to spend the night with him and sleep on the same pillow.

Wang also patiently accompanied him for a long time before she tactfully proposed to return to Dai, and finally got his consent.

Hearing Shao Xun's words, Wang smiled, stood up, hugged the man's waist, and whispered in his ear: "Come and see the elite soldiers under my man's command."

"How?" Shao Xun asked.

Wang's mouth almost touched Shao Xun's ear, and she said with a sweet breath, "The most noble woman on the grassland is enjoyed by you every day, what do you think?"

Shao Xun secretly thought that this woman was really getting better and better at controlling men, and at the same time he felt a little complacent.

The goddess in the grassland hero's mind was sown with seeds by him as much as he wanted, and the goddess had to lift her round big buttocks high to hold them.

The most amazing thing is that the goddess did it voluntarily, and she also wanted to deal with the so-called grassland heroes because they were a hidden danger to her autocracy.

"I heard that you went to conquer Mobei. How was it?" Shao Xun asked as he gently helped Wang sit down.

Wang was not moved by the man's considerate behavior because she knew that he cared more about the life growing in her belly.

He loves children. She is just a tool for men to vent, because men can't find a tool that can make them feel satisfied. The Queen of the Xiongnu might be okay, but after all, the country has been destroyed, so it's always less interesting to enjoy. It's all because of the sense of conquest. This man is really competitive.

"Fortunately, we defeated two tribes. The remaining people sent us horses, cattle and sheep, and sent their sons and daughters into Pingcheng, so we withdrew our troops." Wang said calmly.

"Hit them now while you can still bully them. It may not be the case in a few decades." Shao Xun said with a smile.

Compared with twenty years ago, the productivity level of Tuoba Xianbei has made great progress due to the increasingly accelerated exchanges between Han areas and grasslands, which has both advantages and disadvantages.

The benefits were that the production of grain, cheese, jerky, cattle, sheep, horses and camels increased, the national strength was enhanced, the scale of iron smelting workshops was expanded, and the manufacturing capacity of weapons and equipment was further enhanced.

The downside is that the nobles have become more hedonistic and not as simple and honest as before, and the lives of the lower-class farmers and herdsmen have also improved to a certain extent and are not as barbaric as before.

This situation reminded Shao Xun of many Sinicized Hu regimes in history.

The eight Khitan tribes underwent reforms, and the nobles of each tribe established military prefectures under their jurisdiction and lived in cities, just like feudal manor owners. They had their own tribesmen and slaves, and carried out both farming and animal husbandry. The level of productivity increased day by day, and the national strength grew.

Although their bravery had declined, the improvement in logistics and armaments offset this disadvantage and even strengthened their combat effectiveness. Therefore, they could easily bully the Jurchens and the Shiwei, the predecessor of Mongolia, and make them flee in panic. They could also obey the emperor's four seasons inspections, fishing in the Yalu River, and holding a goose banquet in the Songhua River, etc.

But what happened in the end? The blood and courage of the people declined more and more, the government became increasingly corrupt, but the growth of national strength reached a bottleneck, and the Jurchens taught them a lesson.

The Tuoba Xianbei are in this state today. The nobles have begun to love pleasure, but have not yet been completely corrupted. The overall combat capability of the individuals is even stronger than before due to the improvement of their equipment. But this is only temporary. In a few decades, they will be taught a lesson by the more barbaric tribes in the north, and may eventually become transport captains delivering equipment to others.

So Shao Xun joked that we should fight quickly, while one or two generations are still able to fight, and fight more, because we may not be able to win in the future.

Wang didn't have such a far-sighted look, she was just a little surprised.

The Northern Expedition Army did mention that the Gaoche tribe charged and fought savagely, daring to charge and fight despite being pelted with arrows and showing no fear of death, which put the army in a state of panic for a time. But after they paid a certain price in casualties and slowly adapted to the enemy's fierce and desperate fighting style, they finally defeated the enemy.

Could it be that the future Tuoba Xianbei could not even withstand the enemy’s first and most fierce attack?

She didn't intend to dwell on this question, and instead said, "Murong Wei's raids on the Yuwen clan became more frequent, which was also a major reason for the withdrawal of the Mobei troops. In the end, wasn't it all for you?"

When he said this, he had a resentful expression.

"I am doing this for your own good." Shao Xun said with a shameless expression, "The Xianbei army can maintain its combat effectiveness if it fights more battles. If they stay at home herding horses and sheep all day without moving for a long time, can this army still fight? My Silver Spear Army is fighting everywhere."

"I can't argue with you." Wang gently stroked her belly with both hands and said, "Your eldest son is just like you. He went out for a walk and took a woman. What? You are not satisfied with occupying the magpie's nest, and you want to do the same to your son?"

"What do you mean by 'occupying the magpie's nest'?" Shao Xun chuckled, pointed at Wang, then at himself, and said, "The rulers of Liangcheng and Wuyuan are our children, our bloodline."

Wang became quiet.

"As for Liang Nu..." Shao Xun said, "Yao Yizhong is not a fool. He is so fertile, and his offspring are only less than Murong Tuyuhun. How can his family property be passed on to outsiders?"

Murong Tuyuhun died about ten years ago. He had sixty sons in his lifetime, and more than one hundred children in total. When Shao Xun heard about it, he felt ashamed of himself.

"Your son is no good either." Wang didn't know what she was thinking of. She covered her mouth and laughed, "Compared to the heroic young men in history books, he is far inferior."

"History books are just keeping secrets for respected people." Shao Xun smiled and said, "Young heroes also have times when they stumble and times when they are plotted against. It's just that they hide these things and only write about their glorious side, which may even be exaggerated. Do you believe that the grassland hero was protected by a gray wolf and fed by a white deer when he was young? If the story of Liang Nu was really recorded, it would only be that he was so heroic that he was admired by a beautiful woman. He took the initiative to dance at the banquet, and Yao Yi Zhong and others were impressed by his charm and helped him to do good things. Do you know what happened when Liu Xiu entered Hebei alone? Are those noble families in Hebei really kinder than Yao Yi Zhong?"

"You really protect this child." Wang said with some jealousy.

It is true that Shao Xun did not like her, and her feelings towards him were ordinary, but they already had three children, and seeing a man protecting his wife's son so much made her feel uncomfortable after all, because women like to compare.

"You are wrong." Shao Xun said, "I want to see how Liang Nu handles this matter later. He is only fifteen years old and can make mistakes, but he must know his mistakes and correct them. If he can't correct them, I will be very disappointed."

Wang came closer and asked, "Would you say that in front of Yu Wenjun?"

"You are getting carried away again." Shao Xun patted Wang's face with a fake smile and said, "Go back and take care of Pingcheng. Don't worry about Shi Yijian. If someone mentions getting married next year, refuse it. Thirteen is too early, so put it off for now."

Wang sighed softly, a little dazed.

"The most important thing now is to hang Murong Xianbei." Shao Xun asked again: "How is Murong Wei's health?"

"I don't know." Wang said, "But he is sixty-three years old, and he can't sit still. He goes to check the millet and hemp fields, the ironworks and ranches, and he also runs schools and repairs cities. He does everything himself, and he has to lead the army to war from time to time. I don't think he will live long."

Shao Xun felt sad after hearing this.

As Murong Wei's elder brother, Tuyuhun served Cao Pi throughout his life, fathered more than one hundred children, and lived to be sixty-three years old.

Murong Wei worked so hard to lay the foundation for Murong Xianbei and was busy with all kinds of things. Even though he was more disciplined than his elder brother, he might not live longer.

Human vitality is consumed in one place or another. Unless one learns from Xiao Yan to "isolate" and "cut off desires" for thirty or forty years and not to work hard mentally or physically, one can live a long life.

He is now full of energy and his self-confidence is at its peak. He can draw a bow with great strength on horseback, but can let Wang break his fingernails when he dismounts. However, no one knows when his prosperity will decline.

Perhaps by then, he will become less confident.

Liang Nu’s matter seems insignificant to him now, but what will he think in another ten or twenty years?
A person's life is really strange. As the body ages, energy decreases, and control declines, one will become a completely different person.

It's really not easy to be his son.

"How are my four sons doing in Youzhou? Have you heard anything?" Shao Xun collected his thoughts and asked.

"What? Don't you believe what your officials reported?" Wang glanced at him and asked.

"It's always good to get confirmation from multiple parties," Shao Xun said.

"I don't know either." Wang shook her head and said, "I only heard some interesting stories."

"tell me the story."

"The Prince of Yan has a good alcohol tolerance and can make the nobles of the Yuwen clan fall down while he is drunk." Wang said, "I heard that he even danced with the nobles of the Yuwen clan and the Duan clan when he was in high spirits."

Shao Xun smiled and was happy when he heard this.

At the same time, he secretly thought that no one reported the dancing incident, perhaps because they thought it was too trivial, or perhaps the officials in charge of surveillance were unable to enter the occasion, or perhaps they thought it was not solemn enough and simply omitted it.

"The Prince of Yan looks quite heroic, totally unlike a descendant of the Wang family of Langya. He looks a bit like you—" Wang said again.

"That's enough." Shao Xun waved his hand and said, "Just talk about the matter from now on, don't mix in your own opinions."

Wang lowered her head, gently stroked her belly, and muttered, "You are so harsh. You will be alone in the future."

Shao Xun's eyes widened, but stopped when he saw her slightly bulging belly.

(End of this chapter)